Nasty sick. Cough, sniffle, bad headache that won't go away. Amazingly, though, I haven't missed any classes because of it (aside from one piano lesson, which was pretty vaguely scheduled anyway), and I've turned in all the homework I was supposed to turn in today. Indeed, I had no problem doing math with a splitting headache, and my LaTeX even compiled the first time instead of the tenth. Something's wrong here.
I'm not really a big fan of taking pills for pain relief, but in my desperation, I started popping Tylenol, and the pain in my head has dulled significantly, but it's not gone. And I'm as frustrated over why I got sick as I am over being sick. Why me? I mean, I think I've been taking pretty good care of myself.
We're having a Singers get-together tonight, that is, if someone with a car ever volunteers to drive to the store and buy the requisite beverages. I haven't eaten since breakfast, so I think I'm going to go have some food, drink tea, and hope my head feels better.